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Destiny herself； may have comported himself among these Musical and Literary dilettanti of both sexes； like a hungry lion invited to a feast of chickenweed； we can only conjecture。 Perhaps in expressive silence； and abstinence： otherwise if the lion； in such case； is to feast at all； it cannot be on the chickenweed； but only on the chickens。 For the rest； as this Frau Grafinn dates from the _Zahdarm House_； she can be no other than the Countess and mistress of the same； whose intellectual tendencies； and good…will to Teufelsdrockh； whether on the footing of Herr Towgood； or on his own footing； are hereby manifest。 That some sort of relation； indeed； continued； for a time； to connect our Autobiographer； though perhaps feebly enough； with this noble House； we have elsewhere express evidence。 Doubtless； if he expected patronage； it was in vain； enough for him if he here obtained occasional glimpses of the great world； from which we at one time fancied him to have been always excluded。 〃The Zahdarms；〃 says he； 〃lived in the soft； sumptuous garniture of Aristocracy； whereto Literature and Art； attracted and attached from without； were to serve as the handsomest fringing。 It was to the _Gnadigen Frau_ （her Ladyship） that this latter improvement was due： assiduously she gathered； dexterously she fitted on； what fringing was to be had； lace or cobweb； as the place yielded。〃 Was Teufelsdrockh also a fringe； of lace or cobweb； or promising to be such？ 〃With his _Excellenz_ （the Count）；〃 continues he； 〃I have more than once had the honor to converse； chiefly on general affairs； and the aspect of the world； which he； though now past middle life； viewed in no unfavorable light； finding indeed； except the Outrooting of Journalism （_die auszurottende Journalistik_）； little to desiderate therein。 On some points； as his _Excellenz_ was not uncholeric； I found it more pleasant to keep silence。 Besides； his occupation being that of Owning Land； there might be faculties enough； which； as superfluous for such use； were little developed in him。〃
That to Teufelsdrockh the aspect of the world was nowise so faultless； and many things besides 〃the Outrooting of Journalism〃 might have seemed improvements； we can readily conjecture。 With nothing but a barren Auscultatorship from without； and so many mutinous thoughts and wishes from within； his position was no easy one。 〃The Universe；〃 he says； 〃was as a mighty Sphinx…riddle； which I knew so little of； yet must rede； or be devoured。 In red streaks of unspeakable grandeur； yet also in the blackness of darkness； was Life； to my too…unfurnished Thought； unfolding itself。 A strange contradiction lay in me； and I as yet knew not the solution of it； knew not that spiritual music can spring only from discords set in harmony； that but for Evil there were no Good； as victory is only possible by battle。〃
〃I have heard affirmed （surely in jest）；〃 observes he elsewhere； 〃by not unphilanthropic persons； that it were a real increase of human happiness； could all young men from the age of nineteen be covered under barrels； or rendered otherwise invisible； and there left to follow their lawful studies and callings； till they emerged； sadder and wiser； at the age of twenty…five。 With which suggestion； at least as considered in the light of a practical scheme； I need scarcely say that I nowise coincide。 Nevertheless it is plausibly urged that； as young ladies （_Madchen_） are； to mankind； precisely the most delightful in those years； so young gentlemen （_Bubchen_） do then attain their maximum of detestability。 Such gawks （_Gecken_） are they； and foolish peacocks； and yet with such a vulturous hunger for self…indulgence； so obstinate； obstreperous； vain…glorious； in all senses； so froward and so forward。 No mortal's endeavor or attainment will； in the smallest； content the as yet unendeavoring； unattaining young gentleman； but he could make it all infinitely better； were it worthy of him。 Life everywhere is the most manageable matter； simple as a question in the Rule…of…Three： multiply your second and third term together； divide the product by the first； and your quotient will be the answer；which you are but an ass if you cannot come at。 The booby has not yet found out； by any trial； that； do what one will； there is ever a cursed fraction； oftenest a decimal repeater； and no net integer quotient so much as to be thought of。〃
In which passage does not there lie an implied confession that Teufelsdrockh himself； besides his outward obstructions； had an inward； still greater； to contend with； namely； a certain temporary； youthful； yet still afflictive derangement of head？ Alas； on the former side alone； his case was hard enough。 〃It continues ever true；〃 says he； 〃that Saturn； or Chronos； or what we call TIME； devours all his Children： only by incessant Running； by incessant Working； may you （for some threescore…and…ten years） escape him； and you too he devours at last。 Can any Sovereign； or Holy Alliance of Sovereigns； bid Time stand still； even in thought； shake themselves free of Time？ Our whole terrestrial being is based on Time； and built of Time； it is wholly a Movement； a Time…impulse； Time is the author of it； the material of it。 Hence also our Whole Duty； which is to move； to work；in the right direction。 Are not our Bodies and our Souls in continual movement； whether we will or not； in a continual Waste； requiring a continual Repair？ Utmost satisfaction of our whole outward and inward Wants were but satisfaction for a space of Time； thus； whatso we have done； is done； and for us annihilated； and ever must we go and do anew。 O Time…Spirit； how hast thou environed and imprisoned us； and sunk us so deep in thy troublous dim Time…Element； that only in lucid moments can so much as glimpses of our upper Azure Home be revealed to us！ Me； however； as a Son of Time； unhappier than some others； was Time threatening to eat quite prematurely； for； strive as I might； there was no good Running； so obstructed was the path； so gyved were the feet。〃 That is to say； we presume； speaking in the dialect of this lower world； that Teufelsdrockh's whole duty and necessity was； like other men's； 〃to work；in the right direction；〃 and that no work was to be had； whereby he became wretched enough。 As was natural： with haggard Scarcity threatening him in the distance； and so vehement a soul languishing in restless inaction； and forced thereby； like Sir Hudibras's sword by rust；
〃To eat into itself； for lack Of something else to hew and hack；〃
But on the whole； that same 〃excellent Passivity；〃 as it has all along done； is here again vigorously flourishing； in which circumstance may we not trace the beginnings of much that now characterizes our Professor and perhaps； in faint rudiments； the origin of the Clothes…Philosophy itself？ Already the attitude he has assumed towards the World is too defensive； not； as would have been desirable； a bold attitude of attack。 〃So far hitherto；〃 he says； 〃as I had mingled with mankind； I was notable； if for anything； for a certain stillness of manner； which； as my friends often rebukingly declared； did but ill express the keen ardor of my feelings。 I； in t